budenadaisy

We lie kissing, just kissing in the warmth of our bed for a while, not noticing or caring about our stale morning mouths. Softly entangled in each other, lazily loving. Knowing we have to get up for work soon makes the haste all the more sweet.

His hands travel over me, settling between my legs, finding the spot he knows so well. He is so skilled in manipulating me, so familiar with my terrain he easily gets what we both need from me. After he lets me cum once I have more to give so he orders me to masturbate for him. He holds me close, watching me intensely as I spread my legs as far as they will reach. His gaze and pure possessiveness frighten me a little but satisfy and fulfil me so much more. I cum and cum for him and no one else, for his pleasure only, until I am spent.

This intimacy, this intimacy. There is nothing else.